Abe Lincoln at Last! (Magic Tree House (R) Merlin Mission)

Abe Lincoln at Last! (Magic Tree House (R) Merlin Mission)

Mary Pope Osborne

Language: English

Pages: 144

ISBN: 037586797X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Jack and Annie are ready for their next adventure in the New York Times bestselling middle-grade series—the Magic Tree House!

Are you ready for a presidential adventure?

Jack and Annie are! They are trying to get a special feather that will help save Merlin’s baby penguin, Penny. When the magic tree house whisks them back to Washington, D.C., in 1861, Jack can’t wait to meet Abraham Lincoln himself! But the new president is too busy to see them, as he is desperately trying to save a nation in crisis.

When Jack and Annie ask for some magical help, they go back even further in time to a mysterious woods. Are these the same woods where Abraham Lincoln takes his daily horse ride? If so, can an orphan named Sam help them find Abe? Or will Jack and Annie have to help Sam instead?

It’s a race against time as Jack and Annie try to do the right thing. Plus, they still have to aid a president and a troubled nation, as well as get the object that will save Penny the penguin!
 
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said Annie. She and Jack stepped out of the cowshed. “We’re here!” Annie called. “I want to give you something!” said Sam. He held up a quill pen and a small bottle. “I told you about these. The pen’s made from the feather of a goose, and the ink’s from the roots of a blackberry bush. I want you to have them.” “Oh, no, Sam,” said Jack. “You keep them. You need them more.” “Take ’em,” said Sam. “I want to thank you for staying by me when I was feeling poorly, and for trying to do my chores.

loved to read,” said the president. “And you loved to write stories.” “And you said you loved to do that, too,” said Annie. “So you gave us these.” She pulled the ink bottle and the quill pen out of her apron pocket. “These were yours once, remember?” Abraham Lincoln stared at the ink bottle and feather pen. “Yes,” he said. “I made them from blackberry roots and a goose feather.” “Oh, man,” whispered Jack. For the first time it fully dawned on him that Sam—who was really Abraham Lincoln—had

assassination in April 1865. He led the country through the terrible crisis of the American Civil War. He preserved the union of states and outlawed slavery. “I can’t believe it,” Jack said, closing the book. “Abraham Lincoln! Do you think he’s supposed to help us find the third thing to break the spell that turned Penny into a statue?” “Maybe,” said Annie. “Let’s see what else Teddy and Kathleen left for us.…” She picked up the tiny bottle and the note. She unfolded the note and read aloud:

if he were falling through space, through a tunnel, down through blackness, into a world of daylight. CHAPTER SIX Trust the Magic Clouds hid the sun. Jack and Annie sat in a clump of dead weeds beside a dirt road in the countryside. A chilly wind blew the creaky limbs of bare trees. “You okay?” asked Annie. “I think so,” said Jack. “Where are we?” “Looks like we’re somewhere in the country,” said Annie. “No kidding, but where? Why?” said Jack. “Wait, wait,” said Annie. “Mr.

Sam walk his horse around in a circle. After a while, Jack grew impatient. The corn grinding seemed to be taking forever. Before he could say anything, though, a gust of wind came up and the horse reared. “Keep moving, girl!” said Sam. The horse neighed and tossed her head. “Go on, girl! Giddyup!” said Sam. He slapped her backside. “Giddyup, I said!” The horse didn’t budge. “These nice folks are waitin’ on us!” said Sam. He pushed the horse from behind. The wind picked up, tossing dead

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